eXaNgUiNate mE

i feel like someone's clamped onto my neck overnight and sucked out all my blood. feeling woozy and sad. hai, so sad. so anxious, like ima have shit thrown at me at any moment.

you know that good luck thing i talked about in my last entry? well. well. damn it.

if all goes wrong, i just myt kill myself. but since im a fantastic coward, i'll just go on living a blah life. this time, it's going to be all my fault.

if anyone out there still believes in God, could you say a prayer? like, "please help sasha with whatever screwed-ness she's up to."

im smelling those turds now... whizzing through the air like biohazard projectiles. waaaah.